Wednesday, March 19, 2014

I lost my mom in December. December 21st at 7am
to be exact. While my parent’s clock chimed the Ave Maria, my mom breathed her
last here on earth. And it has been hard.

Not for her though, she finished her task, her journey, and
she is receiving her reward. But for the rest of us who remain, there’s been a
hole. To fill that emptiness seemed wrong and for a long time I wanted it there…I
needed that void there. I just didn’t know it was in the wrong place.

Many of my friends have told me that there is this “club”
for those who have lost a parent. It’s not one they knew they joined until it
happened, but it’s a club that welcomes everyone because the rest of the
members know what that chasm feels like.

My mother was very patient with me when I would share any
new found science or faith tidbit that I thought was important. I’d talk
through my ideas until they were well formed and sometimes those discussions
helped mold my posts.

There was one science idea that had special meaning to her.
You can read it here, but to summarize, it was the examination of research that
showed from the time that a baby is conceived in a mother’s womb, the forming
human sends signals to the mother in the manner of lymphocytes that tell the
mother not to expel this new life. Those lymphocytes are sent continually
during pregnancy and attach to the mother’s nervous system. Over thirty years
later those lymphocytes are still found in the mother—same place—unchanged.

My mother went through thirteen pregnancies. She had eight
children who remained on earth and five that preceded her to heaven. We all
knew they would be there to greet her and thank her for the gift of life, no
matter how short it was on earth. We all felt it would be a wonderful
homecoming for her, because she never forgot them while she was here in this
life.

That lymphocyte science that I shared with her had special
meaning. It meant that it was okay to feel nervous when her children left the
nest. It was okay to feel angst when they did things that may hurt them in the
future. And it was okay to feel that loss and pain of those who never got the
chance to be here on earth.

That pain and loss was real. It was not imaginary. It was
not all in her head or her heart. It was actually a physical part of her. Each
child, with their own unique footprint of DNA was attached to her nervous
system and with that piece of God’s plan she was connected to them forever.

So what of that hole that I have? I realize now that it is
real as well. The science is obvious…her DNA meshed with my dad’s to make me.
It’s not just the old age spots that I now see on my hands that I inherited
from her or the cheekbones and smile that mirror hers. It’s the connection that
we will always share. The physical connection of the DNA she shared with me that
binds us and that no one can take that away. For me, there is a comfort beyond all
words to know that. It’s a personal consolation.

Now that I understand that chasm, I understand longing for
home even more than I did before. My steps are more determined, my choices are
more meaningful and my days make more sense. Even in her physical absence, my
mother guides me. She properly placed that hole where it belonged…a longing for
the heavenly home that Christ prepares for us all.

I’m not saying the hole doesn’t hurt, it does. But it’s a
pain with a purpose…the perseverance to get Home.

Young Children- Jesus Loves You This Much - includes readings of books Peek-a-boo Jesus! and A Peek-a-boo Christmas!

Middle School/High School Age- Jesus Loves You This Much - an older adaptation of incorporating the real Jesus into our lives- Water and the Trinity- The Secret of Science - Divine Love : How God is in Our DNA - Dimensions : Understanding How Science and Faith Intertwine

Contact Loretta at: lorettaoakes@gmail.com

About Me

I have my BS and MS in different engineering fields. I've worked for IBM, Motorola and Hughes (now Raytheon). I am a mother of three who can't help but ask the questions that go beyond what we see. Science and theology are my hot buttons and I love to share what I've learned with others.